Like most, I’m sure you get up in the morning and check your phone. Maybe you check in to see what crazy things your friends did last night.
Not me.
I click two to three traffic and news apps to see how fast I have to get my butt out of the house and on the road. Some days I have time for breakfast. Other days, its just me yelling across the house to my kids, “Eat your breakfast and don’t screw around this morning, the interstate is all jacked up.”
Here are emotional stages of commuting in our area.
(Note: Don’t worry, I save the swearing till after I drop my kids off. Also, it’s crazy some of the language they hear at school…infographic for another day.)
